I am practicing joggling palm down catching the rice-socks like flies. This seems to exercise my stomach muscles as they power the unusual bottom-spin rice-sock fling required for the juggle. My beer belly is slowly receding. Maybe this is from the constant bending over to pick up the rice-socks that I drop. Whatever the reason, I can see the first signs of a six pack emerging. Surely this makes joggling a little bit sexy.
